The heavenly scuffle continued until the next day, and showed no sign of subsidence.

Under normal circumstances, when the fire dragon faces other magical beasts, it basically ends the battle as soon as the dragon flame is spitting, which is also their main attack method.

But this ability is not so effective when facing other fire dragons.

They are inherently highly resistant to Dragon Flame, which is an innate ability.

Unless the gap is too big, a mouthful of dragon flame can only leave a small trace on the other party's body.

The two fire dragons with thick blood and high defense, and have lost their main attack ability, are basically fighting for endurance and combat instinct in the end.

Like the previous Swedish short-nosed dragon, it is almost meaningless in this regard, and it belongs to the first batch of losers to be out.

Of course, don't look at those fire dragons in the sky, you scratch me, I bite you, it looks like you can't shed blood, but if anyone wants to go inside to have a good time, it is estimated that they will be torn to pieces in an instant.

Not to mention wizards, even trolls with rough skin and thick flesh will have a hard time surviving two seconds.

By the time it was slightly lighter, Newt was a little overwhelmed, and his body was shaking as he stood there.

Don't look at him when he was young, he carried a box all over the world all day long, and sometimes it was common for him to go without sleep for days and nights, but that was fifty or sixty years ago.

For an old man who is close to 100 years old, staying up late or something is too difficult for him, Newt drank two bottles of sobering potion in a row, and barely survived until now.

Just as Newt was about to drink the third bottle, Kyle snatched the potion bottle from his hand.

Sobering potions are easy to use, but they can't be drunk as water.

And this thing just forcibly makes people refreshed, and the more you drink, the more uncomfortable it becomes after the effect of the medicine has passed.

"I don't know when this will end, why don't you rest for a while?" Kyle slipped the potion bottle into his pocket, "I'll take care of the rest." ”

"Okay......" Newt looked up at the sky, hesitated for a moment before accepting Kyle's suggestion.

He really couldn't hold on.

"Although our place is safe, you also have to be careful and stay away from here as soon as you encounter danger...... I remember you had a ring that apparitions. ”

Newt gave Kyle another word of advice, and then opened his box.

There was a small bed in there, just enough to rest temporarily.

After Newt walked in, Kyle picked up the crate and continued to observe the battle in mid-air.

……

This is bound to be a very boring process.

By noon the next day, Newt woke up and went to rest with Kyle......

From night to day and from night to night......

It wasn't until the early morning of the third day that the scuffle gradually subsided.

It's not the end, but the fire dragons can't fly anymore, swaying in the sky, looking like drinking fake wine, the original large group of dragon flames has also turned into small flames, and can only temporarily truce.

After the last Hungarian wasp had quieted down, Newt returned to the previous venue with Kyle.

Soon after, others returned.

It's just that most people seem to be tired enough, and when they come back, they don't say a word, and go straight to sleep.

The Fire Dragon Sanctuary has prepared tents for everyone here in advance as temporary shelter, right next to the place to eat.

Kyle curiously walks into the tent with the name "Newt Skamander" written on it.

Inside was a fairly spacious three-bedroom apartment, with a bathroom and kitchen, and the furniture in the room, although it looked a little old, was cleaned clean, and it didn't smell like mold.

Kyle wasn't sleepy at the moment because he had taken turns resting before, and he walked over to the table and sat down, ready to take stock of the harvest of the past few days.

Newt had said before that they were here to help, and they wouldn't bother with the collected things in the Fire Dragon Sanctuary...... This can be regarded as a tacit understanding between the two sides.

Open the shapeshifting lizard's leather pouch and take out the contents one by one and place them on the table.

First of all, there were the dragon's teeth and scales, which were two large bags, but the quality was uneven, some were intact and some were badly damaged, and Kyle didn't have time to pick them out, so he just piled them up in the corner.

Then he took out a large crimson bottle and placed it heavily on the table.

It's all dragon blood, about a pint or so.

In Diagon Alley, the price of a bottle of dragon's blood is twelve Galleons, and the portion is pitiful.

Kyle's collection could fill almost thirty of those bottles.

Three days...... Strictly speaking, it should be two days, three hundred and sixty galleons, and one day is one hundred and eighty galleons.

Even if it is divided between two people, it will be ninety Galleons...... Add to that the rest of the bits and pieces, and the day's harvest was more than Mr. Weasley's salary in a month.

"Oh...... Is it all dragon blood? ”

At this time, Newt, who walked into the tent, saw the bottle on the table at a glance.

"That's right." Kyle nodded, then frowned, "But there are at least three dragons here, so it won't make any difference." ”

"As long as there is no Peruvian fanged dragon in it, no problem." "They also have toxins in their blood. ”

"That's good." Kyle breathed a sigh of relief.

The blood of the Peruvian Poison Tooth Dragon was green, which he had paid special attention to before, and the green blood also had a particularly pungent smell, which could easily be spotted if mixed in it.

"Oh, yes." Newt pointed in the direction outside the tent and said with a smile: "I just saw that Locknier seems to be buying these things, and the price is also very fair, you can go to him if you need to." ”

Rocknier, the professor at Beauxbatons?

Kyle thought about it and didn't go.

He didn't lack Galleons for the time being, and he could use these things himself, whether it was to make alchemical items or potions, they were good materials.

The most important thing is 100% fidelity, and you don't have to worry about other messes mixed in.

Kyle took out another bottle and handed it to Newt in half of the dragon's blood.

Newt didn't shirk either, and accepted it with a smile.

Dragon's blood can be diluted and used to make tonic for other magical animals, and with a little addition, the quality of the tonic can instantly increase to a higher level.

If you put it in a store, it is the difference between ordinary goods and high-quality goods.

For Newt, who has a box of magical beasts, dragon's blood is also a necessity.

But he didn't ask for anything else, leaving it all to Kyle.

It took Kyle more than half an hour to pick out all the badly damaged ones, and by the evening, he had packed them up and sold them to Professor Rocknill in Beauxbatons.

A big bag, weighing thirty Galleons in pounds, although it is not much, but it is better than nothing.

In fact, he originally thought that Professor Locknier would not accept these things, but he didn't expect that the other party would not refuse to come, as long as it was related to dragons, he would want them all.

"You're at Hogwarts, you probably don't know ......"

Professor Locknier handed Kyle thirty Galleons and said with a smile, "Beauxbatons has an alchemy course, and for those beginners, there is no need to use too good materials, these are enough." ”

He also told Kyle that if there was a defective product in the future, he could sell it to him, and it would still be at this price.

Kyle nodded and agreed.

He was a little skeptical now that the materials used in Potions class at Hogwarts could have been picked up by Snape from somewhere.

……

(End of chapter)